The villain husband raises ginseng online

Chapter 894 The Old Dream of the Republic of China 84

Considering these, it is even more impossible for Wen Sheng to lose his temper.

He was also very uncomfortable, afraid that he would not be able to hold on for a second, but he still replied calmly: "Well, I was in the hospital before, and I sent someone to pick it up in the morning, and now I'm back, just in the evening Let's have a meal together as a family."

After all, there is still something to say about Mrs. Naxin, and it happens that the whole family is together. After all, it can be regarded as a small gathering.

Third Aunt didn't know why, but seeing that Wen Sheng wasn't angry, she almost gritted her small white teeth.

But what else could she do?

She couldn't move Wen Ling, so besides giving Wen Sheng eye drops and letting Wen Sheng deal with Wen Ling, what else could she do?

Wen Ling went back to the room first, and directed the servants to tidy up the room inside and out.

The third aunt wanted to stay and help.

"Third, go get busy if you have something to do." As a result, Wen Ling's words almost made Third Aunt so angry.

Has she stepped on a horse and become the third child? ? ?

Pressing her chest, the third aunt told herself to calm down, but the master didn't care, she really made a noise, and whether she could get a bargain is really a matter of opinion.

And after the second aunt went through this catastrophe, she probably wanted to eat Wen Ling directly and drink his blood.

Such a good gun has already returned, there is really no need for me to confront Wen Ling just for the sake of a moment.

Sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight by yourself, isn't it delicious?

Why do you have to do it yourself, and let the second aunt take advantage of that coquettish thing?

Thinking of this, Third Aunt felt that her anger was a little smoother.

Regarding Wen Ling's title, he didn't dare to doubt anything.

After all, Wen Sheng didn't care. If she brought it up, it might make Wen Sheng feel hypocritical.

And she always had a gentle image in front of Wen Sheng.

I'm afraid it's not good enough to ask this question really sharply at this time.

You have to let the second aunt use the submachine gun.

Seeing that Aunt San was too daring to speak out, she was so angry that her face was almost purple, but she still pretended to be magnanimous, Little Ginseng wanted to laugh.

So, if you insist on pretending, then I will let you pretend like this all the time, don't blame me for being cruel.

Chen Qi followed behind Wen Ling, helping back and forth.

The third aunt didn't notice this at first, but now Wen Ling was free, sitting on the edge of the stone table in the yard, with Chen Qi standing beside her, bending down to talk to Wen Ling from time to time.

That close distance, no matter how you look at it, is not right.

This is a man.

It's okay for Wen Ling to be served by a maid, but with a man, this...

It's all handles.

It's a pity, when she turned her head and looked at Wen Sheng's calm face, the third aunt felt that this matter must have been cleared by Wen Sheng.

Is this because Wen Ling felt that he couldn't get married, so he simply broke the pot?

For some reason, when she realized this, Third Aunt felt a secret joy in her heart.

This mood has been depressed all afternoon, that is, at this moment, I can finally feel a little more comfortable.

Wen Sheng didn't say anything, the third aunt felt that she said it at this time, it would be too fussy, and she cared too much, Wen Sheng probably wouldn't be too satisfied.

Thinking, there is the second aunt at night, and she can lie down and win without doing anything, and the third aunt feels more at ease.

Wen Ling didn't know what the third aunt was thinking.

Right now, he was talking to Chen Qi about the situation in the mansion.

How many concubines, how many young masters, how many masters are there in the mansion, what needs attention.

(End of this chapter)